I just played the piano for an hour tonight...Very rare for me for the last few years. Ok, more than a few. A lot of years. It's so therapeutic. I wasn't playing anything hard. I was playing old familiar flowy and soothing songs. The kids were getting ready for bed. And then kids were hopefully sleeping in their bed through the 'noise.' But I kept playing anyway. I don't do that enough. I hope my kids decide they want to continue learning and also enjoy it, without me forcing them to.
I remember laying in bed at night when I was younger and listening to my mom or dad play and I would fall asleep to that. I guess I was hoping my kids were doing the same tonight. They kind of had a rough night. All of us had a rough night. I hope the music soothed them even a little bit. I know it helped me. I love my monkeys.
I remember laying in bed at night when I was younger and listening to my mom or dad play and I would fall asleep to that. I guess I was hoping my kids were doing the same tonight. They kind of had a rough night. All of us had a rough night. I hope the music soothed them even a little bit. I know it helped me. I love my monkeys.
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